Light on the Darkest Nights

Moonlight falls
from high in the sky,
the latticed pine branches,
softly shining
on every trembling needle
like summer’s
morning dew.

Traffic sounds
recede to a droning hum
in the cold December air.

The world is
wrapped like a present,
waiting to be opened.

Copyright 2022 Brenda Davis Harsham

Notes: This poem was inspired by my very amateurish photo of the moon, taken in the hectic days before Christmas, and by this mentor poem:

Under the trees light
has dropped from the top of the sky,
like a green
latticework of branches,
on every leaf,
drifting down like clean
white sand.

A cicada sends
its sawing song
high into the empty air.

The world is
a glass overflowing
with water.

Ode to Enchanted Light by Pablo Neruda

Happy New Year, friends and family!

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